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September Skies: A Poem

September Skies: A Poem

by Denis Kabi

Woolly white clouds float across the vast blue sky,

like a flock of sheep grazing peacefully

in an expansive pastureland.

They must have a leader,

that flock in the sky,

a Shepherd who guides them;

who tells them where to go,

and where not to go;

a Shepherd who cares for them,

and protects them from harm;

a Shepherd who provides for their every need.

Some of the clouds float in one direction,

following the Shepherd,

but some float in diverging directions,

following the whirlwind.

The clouds that follow the Shepherd remain whole,

regardless of the changing weather conditions,

but the clouds that follow the whirlwind disintegrate

and are slowly fading away,

with no hope of redemption.

A whirlwind is blowing across the vast blue sky,

like a twister it strives to pull every cloud

into its spinning chaos.

Many clouds are drawn away from their course

and into the dark heart of the whirlwind.

Even the clouds that are following the Shepherd

are not spared from the pull of the whirlwind.

The chaos of the whirlwind is so enticing,

hardly is its power to destroy noticeable.

Some of the clouds float in one direction

following the Shepherd,

but some are sucked

into the dark heart of the whirlwind.

The clouds that follow the shepherd remain whole,

regardless of the changing weather conditions,

but the clouds that follow the whirlwind disintegrate

and are slowly fading away,

with no hope of redemption.

When I look at the sky,

which You have made,

at the moon and the stars,

which You set in their places

– what is man, that You think of him;

mere man, that You care for him?

 

© Denis Kabi, 2011

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